A stubborn mind conduces as little to wisdom or even to knowledge, as a stubborn temper to happiness

No distance of place or lapse of time can lessen the friendship of those who are thoroughly persuaded of each other's worth.

Mild arch of promise! on the evening sky Thou shinest fair with many a lovely ray, Each in the other melting.

There is a magic in that little world, home; it is a mystic circle that surrounds comforts and virtues never know beyond its hallowed limits.

Cupid "the little greatest god."

It is with words as with sunbeams - the more they are condensed, the deeper they burn.

By writing much, one learns to write well.

Live as long as you may, the first twenty years are the longest half of your life.

Order is the sanity of the mind, the health of the body, the peace of the city, the security of the state. As the beams to a house, as the bones to the microcosm of man, so is order to all things.

All deception in the course of life is indeed nothing else but a lie reduced to practice, and falsehood passing from words into things.

Let us depart! the universal sun Confines not to one land his blessed beams; Nor is man rooted, like a tree, whose seed, the winds on some ungenial soil have cast there, where it cannot prosper.

Where you are running to is not the answer, who is with you is the power.

I have read like a man on fire my whole life because the genius of English teachers touched me with the dazzling beauty of language.

Most of the time, all the separates a class president and a gang leader is numbers: a zip code, a paycheck, or a drug dealer’s phone number.

When I look back, it was a strange period in my life, looking at my childhood and then my teenage years and forming Slayer when I was still 17, not out of high school.

I am who I am. I can't pretend to be somebody who makes $25,000 a year.

I think sometimes your worst enemy is inside your head. All your insecurities, your ego, your fears, your expectations.

The only thing worse than dying is living a boring life.

The remedy for the abuse of free speech is more speech.

Thou fool, what is sleep but the image of death? Fate will give an eternal rest. [Lat., Stulte, quid est somnus, gelidae nisi mortis imago? Longa quiescendi tempora fata dabunt.]

Here she comes now, say, Mony, Mony. Shoot 'em down, turn around, come on, Mony.